When you first meet me, you’re gonna be like McDonald's—yeah, that fast, bright, “okay wow” moment—and you’ll love seeing me smile halfway through. Which, okay, that’s how it hits.
It’ll feel like Burger King too, and you can have it your way—wait, I mean, it’s that same back-and-forth energy. And by the end of it, I’ll be white castle, like that last switch you didn’t expect, the thing you keep thinking about.
Anyway. You’ll know what I mean once you’re in that moment, halfway through the smile, by the time it lands, then you get to decide what you crave—cool.
Text me at 38 if you want to talk details—usually faster there, and I check that one less than I should.
